The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The black blade was cold in Elias Thorne’s hand, cold as the iron in the well where the dead were kept, and it hummed with a vibration that traveled up his arm and settled in the marrow of his shoulder. He woke with a gasp, the sound tearing through the silence of the garrison’s dormitory, and found his hands trembling over a clay bowl of medicinal broth. The liquid was thick, dark as bruised...

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